My work cubicle is located right next to the bathroom on my floor.
So close, in fact, that if my finger had a pee hole I could reach out and relieve myself without ever having to stop typing .
(ew, gross)
The good part is I don't have to go far in case I have some sort of peeing emergency and have to go within 30 seconds or the world will implode.
The bad news is I have a bionic sense of smell and between the odors from the bathroom and the funky lunch smells from the kitchen, I spend a good portion of the day wondering if I am smelling what people are putting into their body or letting out and trying to ignore it either way.
Again, ew gross.
But this isn't a post about poo, this is a post about air fresheners.
DOWN WITH AIR FRESHENERS!
Air fresheners do nothing other than make odors smell like pomegranate scented death.
They don't make the smells disappear or improve, they just make the room smell like old people who think it's a good idea to spray their entire bottle of Wal-Mart brand perfume for the big Bingo tournament.
Someone has recently brought in a bottle of rose/horseradish/petrol scented spray into the office because apparently they save their "private bathroom time" for work instead of home. Since I have the luxury of sitting next to the porcelain palace, I get to be surrounded by the luxurious nursing home scent.
I would describe today's scent as "bouquet of roses dipped in Indian food".
Thank goodness for turtle necks.
So close, in fact, that if my finger had a pee hole I could reach out and relieve myself without ever having to stop typing .
(ew, gross)
The good part is I don't have to go far in case I have some sort of peeing emergency and have to go within 30 seconds or the world will implode.
The bad news is I have a bionic sense of smell and between the odors from the bathroom and the funky lunch smells from the kitchen, I spend a good portion of the day wondering if I am smelling what people are putting into their body or letting out and trying to ignore it either way.
Again, ew gross.
But this isn't a post about poo, this is a post about air fresheners.
DOWN WITH AIR FRESHENERS!
Air fresheners do nothing other than make odors smell like pomegranate scented death.
They don't make the smells disappear or improve, they just make the room smell like old people who think it's a good idea to spray their entire bottle of Wal-Mart brand perfume for the big Bingo tournament.
Someone has recently brought in a bottle of rose/horseradish/petrol scented spray into the office because apparently they save their "private bathroom time" for work instead of home. Since I have the luxury of sitting next to the porcelain palace, I get to be surrounded by the luxurious nursing home scent.
I would describe today's scent as "bouquet of roses dipped in Indian food".
Thank goodness for turtle necks.
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